Duanzhou, Cai Qidong looked at the newly delivered intelligence files, his face dark as water.
In these past days, a massive amount of manpower had been invested, a near carpet-style sweep, and it was now fully confirmed—within the three states of Wei, Duan, and Xing, a large number of incidents similar to the poisonous mushroom case had appeared.
It wasn't just a matter of the chefs' methods going wrong; some dishes lacked key ingredients or crucial steps, yet ordinary people hadn't noticed anything out of place.
He glanced at his own boxed lunch, gazing at the so-called salt-baked chicken inside. He didn't find anything wrong with it, but according to the old records, it wasn't made this way before, and he didn't prefer it like this either.
He flipped through the records, locating a specially highlighted passage.
It recorded a Tianfu Restaurant in Virtue City, and their dish of boiled beef, which had two different ways of preparation.
